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... egan as woods soon became somewhat like a deadly silent cathedral. Trees thickened until their roots rose like ramparts, great twisting veins that curled over the earth. Leaves no longer rustled in the breeze, because there was no breeze.
There was not even the faintest breeze.
Not in a dead way, not even in a silent one.
It felt as if the forest was listening.
Miles walked ahead, his club in one hand, the other outstretched to brush moss-thick trunks as they pass ...
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